deepest.”
“Oh… um, okay.” Kyle had to admit, swimming sounded nice. It had been a hotter-than-normal couple of days. Cool water sounded good. “Give me a minute, ’kay?”
“Downstairs in five. I’ll get some old towels from the closet.”
Kyle closed the door as Sam went to his room to change. The trunks fit okay, a little big, but with the drawstring they weren’t going to fall off. And it wasn’t like they were going to be doing any high dives in only six feet of water. He put on an old black t-shirt he’d brought to complete the look. He met Sam down at the front door.
“Looks like they fit okay.”
“Yeah, they’ll do. Thanks.”
“Mom, Pops, Kyle and I are heading to the creek.”
Kyle heard Glenda’s voice from the back of the house. “Have fun. Be back before dark.”
“Of course, Mom. Love ya!” Sam opened the door for Kyle. They headed down the drive.
“I don’t know if I could get used to what you guys do.”
Sam met Kyle’s gaze. “What do you mean?”
“The ‘love yas’ and hugs, kisses.”
“You don’t say that to your mom? She doesn’t give you a hug now and then?”
“Not really. She hugged me good-bye when I left to come out here. Hank says public displays of affection aren’t manly.”
Sam snorted. “You know my opinion of Hank.”
“And I’m beginning to see his opinion isn’t right.”
“Good.”
They reached the creek. Kyle got to the edge, squatting down to feel the water. It was still pretty cold.
“Best way is to just jump in. Otherwise you’ll never get wet.”
“Easing my way in sounds much better.”
Sam shook his head and laughed. Next thing Kyle knew, he was being tackled and tossed right into the water, Sam next to him. He came up, sputtering.
“Wha… what’d you do that for?”
Sam shook the water from his head. “I told you, best to just jump in. Feels great, doesn’t it?”
Kyle had to admit, the cool water did feel pretty good. He swam out to the middle, then back to near the bank, his lean body slicing through the slight current. “It’s different than a pool, that’s for sure.”
“You should see this place after the spring thaw. It floods a good three to four feet up the bank, the current gets real strong.” Sam sent a splash toward Kyle. Kyle reciprocated.
After a few minutes splashing each other, Sam ducked under the water. Kyle didn’t see him for a few seconds, and then he felt hands on his waist, and he was pulled backward. He came up with his hair all in his face. He wiped away the water. “You are asking for it!” He playfully jumped up and pushed Sam back into the water. They lightheartedly tackled each other for a few minutes, wrestling in the water until they were breathless. They both emerged at the same time, facing each other.
Kyle would ponder that moment in the creek the rest of his life. That life-changing moment. He grasped Sam’s face and kissed him.
And when he pulled back, he raced for the bank, grabbing a towel and keeping his distance from Sam, who was walking up the bank.
“Look, I’m sorry, I… I didn’t mean it. You can go ahead and hit me, and I swear I won’t do it again. I… I don’t know what came over me, I….”
Sam stood in front of him, impossibly close, too close to really hit him. Sam’s hands came up to his face, and Kyle flinched. He thought he saw a moment of pain on Sam’s face, but that’s all he saw as Sam leaned in. Cool wet lips met his while warm hands held his face. It was a fairly chaste kiss, as kisses go, but he could tell Sam was holding back. Then Sam stepped back.
“I would never hit you.”
“Wha….”
“I would never hit you. Even if I wasn’t gay, giving someone a kiss isn’t something you hit them over.”
“You’re….”
Sam smiled and nodded. “Gay. I was pretty sure about you, but after all you’ve been through, thought I’d better keep my distance.”
“But….”
“You ever going to be able to finish a
“Oh… um, okay.” Kyle had to admit, swimming sounded nice. It had been a hotter-than-normal couple of days. Cool water sounded good. “Give me a minute, ’kay?”
“Downstairs in five. I’ll get some old towels from the closet.”
Kyle closed the door as Sam went to his room to change. The trunks fit okay, a little big, but with the drawstring they weren’t going to fall off. And it wasn’t like they were going to be doing any high dives in only six feet of water. He put on an old black t-shirt he’d brought to complete the look. He met Sam down at the front door.
“Looks like they fit okay.”
“Yeah, they’ll do. Thanks.”
“Mom, Pops, Kyle and I are heading to the creek.”
Kyle heard Glenda’s voice from the back of the house. “Have fun. Be back before dark.”
“Of course, Mom. Love ya!” Sam opened the door for Kyle. They headed down the drive.
“I don’t know if I could get used to what you guys do.”
Sam met Kyle’s gaze. “What do you mean?”
“The ‘love yas’ and hugs, kisses.”
“You don’t say that to your mom? She doesn’t give you a hug now and then?”
“Not really. She hugged me good-bye when I left to come out here. Hank says public displays of affection aren’t manly.”
Sam snorted. “You know my opinion of Hank.”
“And I’m beginning to see his opinion isn’t right.”
“Good.”
They reached the creek. Kyle got to the edge, squatting down to feel the water. It was still pretty cold.
“Best way is to just jump in. Otherwise you’ll never get wet.”
“Easing my way in sounds much better.”
Sam shook his head and laughed. Next thing Kyle knew, he was being tackled and tossed right into the water, Sam next to him. He came up, sputtering.
“Wha… what’d you do that for?”
Sam shook the water from his head. “I told you, best to just jump in. Feels great, doesn’t it?”
Kyle had to admit, the cool water did feel pretty good. He swam out to the middle, then back to near the bank, his lean body slicing through the slight current. “It’s different than a pool, that’s for sure.”
“You should see this place after the spring thaw. It floods a good three to four feet up the bank, the current gets real strong.” Sam sent a splash toward Kyle. Kyle reciprocated.
After a few minutes splashing each other, Sam ducked under the water. Kyle didn’t see him for a few seconds, and then he felt hands on his waist, and he was pulled backward. He came up with his hair all in his face. He wiped away the water. “You are asking for it!” He playfully jumped up and pushed Sam back into the water. They lightheartedly tackled each other for a few minutes, wrestling in the water until they were breathless. They both emerged at the same time, facing each other.
Kyle would ponder that moment in the creek the rest of his life. That life-changing moment. He grasped Sam’s face and kissed him.
And when he pulled back, he raced for the bank, grabbing a towel and keeping his distance from Sam, who was walking up the bank.
“Look, I’m sorry, I… I didn’t mean it. You can go ahead and hit me, and I swear I won’t do it again. I… I don’t know what came over me, I….”
Sam stood in front of him, impossibly close, too close to really hit him. Sam’s hands came up to his face, and Kyle flinched. He thought he saw a moment of pain on Sam’s face, but that’s all he saw as Sam leaned in. Cool wet lips met his while warm hands held his face. It was a fairly chaste kiss, as kisses go, but he could tell Sam was holding back. Then Sam stepped back.
“I would never hit you.”
“Wha….”
“I would never hit you. Even if I wasn’t gay, giving someone a kiss isn’t something you hit them over.”
“You’re….”
Sam smiled and nodded. “Gay. I was pretty sure about you, but after all you’ve been through, thought I’d better keep my distance.”
“But….”
“You ever going to be able to finish a
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